Gee!  What a cat!  Mischief personified.  My other cat, Liza Jane, let her follow her home one day only to win my heart.  She loves to play with most anything.  She'll race me up and down the stairs.  Jealous, of course not.  Follows me all around and is just the best of company. 

It's kind of interesting how she got her name.  My husband started calling her Ming because I insisted that she has a lot of Siamese in her with the coloration and apple shaped head.  After me chastising him several days saying she wasn't mean (I couldn't understand that he was saying Ming) he said well how about Smudge, she looked like a little Cinderella cat that plays in the ashes with a dirty face, paws, and tail.  At last we agreed,  but I liked Ming better, too late now, Smudge it is and will always be.

This last picture had the flash on and this is more her real color.